hello!! you probably know my blog if you’re tagged and you probably also have no idea what my name is or what i’m about so here: i’m bee, i’m a brown muslim girl who grew up in dubai but my parents are indian, also i’m pretty gay
so i’ve been on tumbler.org for about four or five years, and left, but i came back in early summer 2016 after i read throam. i didn’t really do anything with it besides make shitposts and ramble about my life which is why i was so surprised when i found out im getting closer to 1k, and i decided to do this thing (that literally no one asked for now that im at one thousand followers wtf??)
anyway here’s a little thank you to every single mutual that has tried and failed to be proper friends with me and still stuck around even though i couldn’t really be friends with any of them bc my offline social handicap decided to follow me here as well, and to every mutual who’s been so incredibly nice to me, and every mutual who i see in my notifs and every other blog that doesn’t follow me back but has inspired me to keep this up (keep what up lmao) alright im gonna stop rambling
fav blogs are bolded <3 (i’m sorry for annoying your notifs lmao this is probably a one time thing don’t worry)(also think of this like a blog rec since i maybe only really talk to four or five of these but all of these blogs are 10/10)(also there’s A LOT of blogs because i follow like 4000 people wtf how did that happen lmao this is gonna look messy idk how to tunmgler)
We Are Number One but every time Robbie says ‘One’ it’s replaced with a Shenpai POTG but every time she gets a scatter arrow kill a clip of Zylbrad screaming 'OH YEAH’ plays but every time his voice cracks a Muselk unboxing video plays but every time he gets 4 dupes one of Tyrodin’s 'Drunk Competitive’ live comms plays but every time he screams obscenities the entire bee movie plays but every time the word bee is said its replaced by 'We Are Number One’
Seriously, how do you witches meet people that are okay and open to your witchcraft? Other than my being a larger lady, it’s finding someone okay with my witchy-ness that is hard as fuck when in comes to dating.
Like… where are the 30+ year old guys that are okay with dating witches? x_x
You will never be as hateful and bitter as a French person going into a bakery where the baguette tastes horrible it’s like “Margarette this baguette tastes like pants and regrets u bring dishonor on your family” and even if people were starving in the streets with only the baguettes of the bakery to eat you would rather eat concrete from Chernobyl than their bread from Satan